I Want to Change Partners Every Day

A Strange Orphanage Brimming with Resentment

A Red Dagger in an Absurd Nightmare

The malice never runs out, and the monsters never stop coming. Ning He had never imagined, before losing everything, that his fate would be entangled with these things for the rest of his life. Just as he never imagined that he had been someone else's prey for a long, long time.

"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at you."

Arnold held Nietzsche's Beyond Good and Evil with the solemn air of a priest, but spoke the words to Ning He in the flippant tone of a playboy.

"Is it really that scary? Then I'll just turn around and leave."

Ning He rolled his eyes, unable to bear the sight of this hypocritical demon.

"Anyone who's been branded can never escape the abyss."

A glint of gold flashed in Arnold's eyes. He draped himself over Ning He, boneless as he clung to him, bringing shame upon the cross hanging on his chest.

"Well, that's just awful luck."

Ning He sighed, though it was unclear whose fate he was lamenting.

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